Lin Fanpeng saw the Sect Leader's impatient expression, closed the door, and then knelt down with a thud in front of Dongfang Yu.
He recounted the recent events to Dongfang Yu in great detail.
Dongfang Yu wrapped his black fur coat around himself.
The stray hair on his forehead covered his sword-like eyebrows.
His eyes, dark as ink, stared fixedly at Lin Fanpeng.
After a long pause, he said indifferently, "Since that's the case, then there's no need to bother with her."
"Sect Leader, I actually don't want to bother with her, either, but if things continue like this, my own safety is at risk," Lin Fanpeng said.
Dongfang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at Lin Fanpeng before him.
Quietly, he began to ponder.
Although he lived in seclusion, he would still emerge every so often to grasp the current state of affairs.
Society was developing rapidly.
Comparatively speaking, countries abroad were developing much faster than domestically.
